Revelation - God

Yeah, Ugh

I sold more crack than the 80's

You try to stop me you crazy

I tryin to hop in Mercedes

I’m spittin facts nigga pay me

Never lazy and shady nigga I shine hard

Grind hard

Nigga like gold mines

Its my time

Nigga its my time (x2)

I ain’t got no feelings

I’m watching for blood suckers

These motherfuckers be trying to take a nigga down

I put it down

Yeah I get around

Love how that 40 sound

If you got 31 then you can get a whole pound

For the low you know I got it

Plus I got a lotta habits

Tell you everything from crack addicts to mathematics

Make mistakes and laugh at it

I’m back at it

And I ain’t never stoppin

You ain’t never droppin

I’m plottin on niggas that be plottin on how to stop em

When all I got is green lights

Boy your whole team like

Wake up early in the morning just to get the fiends rights

I’m still on the clock

So I’m still on the block

Probably got your little cousin looking out for the cops

Probably got your little brother loading, holding the Glock

Yeah, I never said I was perfect

But y’all worthless

Nigga I be working

If you gonna do it right you gotta have a purpose

For certain

Nigga I was hurting

So I got to lurking

Catch a nigga lacking in his curtains

Forgive me lord I ain’t living right

I’ve got an appetite

Plus there’s a chance I can die tonight

We all lust for a better life

I just lust for a good day on the block and some better white

Niggas biting off more than they can chew

I’m Mike Tyson back when he was twenty two

Pour me a deuce

Tell my niggas ride to lose the roof

It’s only the truth

You ain’t even seen what we can do

And it’s only entertainment

Niggas try to throw the devil on me Imma shame em

And I don’t even blame em

The way a nigga flame em, Its dangerous

Niggas think I’m evil

Stuntin on these niggas like Knievel

Nigga Ali

I be on point like a needle

Never bite the hand that’ll feed you

Y’all niggas see-through

And I can see that ya ain’t got no heart

I’ve been down from the start

Better play yo part

I remember trying to get my bags off in the park

Now I’m pulling up in something that I can’t even park

Looking out for the narcs

But they’ll never catch me cause I’m way to sharp